Submissions by katie0317 (Katelyn Thornton)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I have a dark side and some would think that is very weird considering my behavior.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Jan 2011 3:24pm
7th Jan 2011 3:24pm
Life Goes On
Life is just a hole waiting for you to come near and be sucked in.
I hate it. I FEEL TRAPPED!!! I can do absolutely nothing and yet
the world changes the freaking outcome of it!!! Gosh, what is wrong
with me? I know that you're thinking nothing is wrong and that I
am overreacting, BUT I'M NOT!!!
If I had a good reason death would be the best answer
BUT I CAN'T!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Something is seriously wrong with me and I wish everything would
stop. Freaking out is what I do
SO DON'T STOP ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Try to and your arm will be...
I hate it. I FEEL TRAPPED!!! I can do absolutely nothing and yet
the world changes the freaking outcome of it!!! Gosh, what is wrong
with me? I know that you're thinking nothing is wrong and that I
am overreacting, BUT I'M NOT!!!
If I had a good reason death would be the best answer
BUT I CAN'T!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Something is seriously wrong with me and I wish everything would
stop. Freaking out is what I do
SO DON'T STOP ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Try to and your arm will be...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Jan 2011 3:41pm
6th Jan 2011 3:41pm
Snow
White flavorless dots falling
And floating from the sky
Is it hail or is it rain?
No, it's snow.
Kids run outside to make snowmen
Or snow angels in the snow
Catching flakes on their tongue until it's
Time to go
The dinner bell rings, time to go inside
Eat warm soup with crackers and
Bundle up in warm blankets.
The day was fun and also cold
The snowman looking through the
Window with his coal eyes and carrot
Nose
You feel sorry for him out there
All alone
You hurry outside for just a bit
And come back and...
And floating from the sky
Is it hail or is it rain?
No, it's snow.
Kids run outside to make snowmen
Or snow angels in the snow
Catching flakes on their tongue until it's
Time to go
The dinner bell rings, time to go inside
Eat warm soup with crackers and
Bundle up in warm blankets.
The day was fun and also cold
The snowman looking through the
Window with his coal eyes and carrot
Nose
You feel sorry for him out there
All alone
You hurry outside for just a bit
And come back and...
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SELF POEM
Published
6th Jan 2011 3:39pm
6th Jan 2011 3:39pm
Outsider
The walls between me
and the outside have been broken
Now the wall is between me and
the inside.
The grass on the other side has
turned yellow and is dying
away. I am now part of the outside.
I have turned my back on love and
trust. I now belong to hatred and
lies
My world is the darkest part
of texture. The light will
never find me. The feeling that
once was filled with joy is now
unexplainably filled with hate.
I am now part of the outside
The cold, lonely outside, I will
not ever again belong on the...
and the outside have been broken
Now the wall is between me and
the inside.
The grass on the other side has
turned yellow and is dying
away. I am now part of the outside.
I have turned my back on love and
trust. I now belong to hatred and
lies
My world is the darkest part
of texture. The light will
never find me. The feeling that
once was filled with joy is now
unexplainably filled with hate.
I am now part of the outside
The cold, lonely outside, I will
not ever again belong on the...
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DARK POEM
Published
5th Jan 2011 7:02pm
5th Jan 2011 7:02pm
Cold Passing
A
single black petal fell off my rose,
one person died.
The clouds
moved in,
The sun went black.
Love never existed and blood seeps
through,
My heart turned cold.
Dead.
single black petal fell off my rose,
one person died.
The clouds
moved in,
The sun went black.
Love never existed and blood seeps
through,
My heart turned cold.
Dead.
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DARK POEM
Published
5th Jan 2011 6:58pm
5th Jan 2011 6:58pm
Another Day Dies
Another day dies
Wake up and smell the death
of everyone around you.
Bloody corpse lie with skulls cracked
wide.
Yawn because the air is stale
Never a fresh scent to pass
I'll wash my bloody hands and
continue my journey.
Say nothing as I pass you
Alive and a cannibal
Run.
Wake up and smell the death
of everyone around you.
Bloody corpse lie with skulls cracked
wide.
Yawn because the air is stale
Never a fresh scent to pass
I'll wash my bloody hands and
continue my journey.
Say nothing as I pass you
Alive and a cannibal
Run.
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DARK POEM
Published
4th Jan 2011 8:39pm
4th Jan 2011 8:39pm
Dead Memories
Cuts mean nothing but broken
skin.
Blood seeping through the open skin like
water in a valley.
You can't remember the feeling no
matter how many times you try.
Disappears like memories
Dead Memories
skin.
Blood seeping through the open skin like
water in a valley.
You can't remember the feeling no
matter how many times you try.
Disappears like memories
Dead Memories
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DARK POEM
Published
4th Jan 2011 8:38pm
4th Jan 2011 8:38pm
The Perfect Sacrifice
A sacrifice volunteered.
Death? If you agree with it.
They left me to bleed
Forcefully with gentle hands
I now write on the
walls of my coffin, still alive
Counting the days til I
am released, the day of freedom.
The day I see Them again.
Will they laugh?
Or will they continue what
they never finished?
Long days pass without any
attention to the solid coffin
My home remains in this solid
wooden box.
I hear nothing but silence and
sometimes maybe the small steps of
the ants that feast upon my skin
Silence...
Death? If you agree with it.
They left me to bleed
Forcefully with gentle hands
I now write on the
walls of my coffin, still alive
Counting the days til I
am released, the day of freedom.
The day I see Them again.
Will they laugh?
Or will they continue what
they never finished?
Long days pass without any
attention to the solid coffin
My home remains in this solid
wooden box.
I hear nothing but silence and
sometimes maybe the small steps of
the ants that feast upon my skin
Silence...
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